I Got A Chainsaw On My Gun Like Gears Of War
It's Like I'm In Hyrule Shooting Soldiers Off Of Boars
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I Got A Chainsaw On My Gun Like Gears Of War
It's Like I'm In Hyrule Shooting Soldiers Off Of Boars
Quote:
Originally Posted by Shizzah
Dudes Lame, im 2 Great, he aint got nobody else 2 Blame..
Gun or dick in his hand he'll still shoot blanks
He'd Be Better Off Pulling A Shank But His Blood Will Still Get Drank
I'm Like A Vampire With An Amplifier That Won't Burn Even In Hells Fire
Images so sick, they scare the shit out of a horror flick
After strokes,brushes become corrupted sticks
^Nice !!!!!!!
I Crucify The Painter With His Own Instruments Of Bliss
This Is Usually The Part Where People Scream...But Isaac Knew What He Had To Give
^ Thanks. And why does that line sound familiar hahaha?
Crush my body, I regenerate my every bone, accident prone
Across all the lands we've flown... you know, future isn't written in stone
No...Its On The Canvas Of The Deceased Artist Only I Know The Hardship
Of Knowing The Future...Fucking With Me Is Like Going Swimming In Bermuda
drip dry tainted flows, mainframes explode with escapist proseQuote:
Originally Posted by whers
I can't explain the matrix codes but I can change the angles known
When I'm rockin, your hardest is like Christmas Sockings
My presence makes Jehovah's witnesses think twice before knocking
deception by Joseph Smith/a complete herecy/his followers make me sick/by the same air we breathe...Quote:
Originally Posted by Shizzah
who se me dun shanks bloody cutty like ranksQuote:
Originally Posted by White N Dangerous
commandin officer fuck wit ya like yankers pullin cranks
meaningless like bonds stats compared to hank's
swing like mickey mantle thrown bombs at bono to dismantle....
use a couple of herbs to naturally disenchant him/Quote:
swing like mickey mantle thrown bombs at bono to dismantle....
use a hanzo sword to chop niggas in half quick/
And I'm not half sick, I am fucked up whole
Hell sent me, but only Heaven Knows
Wicked flows with ether in my lungs
Kill you with a finger, and I ain't talkin guns
I bash and Crash Your Crew, Beneath The Surface
You're a Victim of Mic Trippin, I leave you wordless